Late night (Mr.S)

Leo watched as Ella had attempted to go out through the window. He smirked. She must've been piss drunk if she forgot he could literally phase them through the wall. While in most cases Leo would have helped her out, right now he was enjoying the window view. It was interesting to watch Ella struggle as she tried to slip through the window. Then he could hear the cops make their way toward the bathroom. Leo decided he could look later, and took a picture for... purposes. It was even better since Ella's face couldn't be seen if Fen got a hold of his phone, he could explain his way out.

So he took the picture and phased through the wall. Coming through the wall he looked over to see Ella still stuck in the window. Lifting his hand he would grab Ella's hand and phase her out of the window. "So what do you have in mind Drunkie-locks?" he asked

Leo, was lead into the worst part of town. It had been about a week since he was there for a party. It was troublesome to keep Ella from falling over as she was leading him to god knows where. Yet it was apparent by her stumbling that the party was far from over. So Leo let her take him to a tattoo parlor. It wasn't one that he was quite familiar but soon the small amount of alcohol Leo did drink was  starting to affect him.

So he dumbly nodded and let her talk this man to put a tattoo on his shoulder. Stripping off his shirt to make getting the tattoo easier, he laid on the chair. For once he got to show off the body he worked so hard to make the ladies swoon. Now it was about to be ruined by a drunk tattoo choice. With his hand he pointed to one of the designs on the wall.

"Put one of those on both of my shoulders." he said trying to hide the fact that he didn't like needles.

It wasn't long before he would regret the decision. As the paint of ink being imprinted on his skin caused him to slightly squirm. Contrary to popular belief Leo didn't take pain well. He was going to have a lot of explaining to do next time his family went to the pool.

"Why did I let you talk me into this?" he asked ella

Leo couldn't help but bare with the pain and get the tattoo. He also refused to squeeze Ella's hand as he felt that it would be a blow to his machismo. Instead he bared the pain until it was over. From there it was Ella's turn. Truthfully Leo wanted to leave her with a fun little gift for Fen but decided to let her get tattooed with what she wanted. This was going to last forever, right?

"your turn goodie-locks." he said relaxing in a chair trying not to rub his sore arms.

Taking a seat he would watch as Ella got her tattoo. He couldn't help but wonder how she knew the tattoo guy. Maybe she wasn't as much of a goodie goodie that he thought..... Nah. Once Big Red got started Leo decided to ask Ella.

"Having fun?"

Leo wasn't surprised that she got a tramp stamp. He wasn't surprised at getting a look at her panties. What he was surprised about was how strong she could squeeze a hand. Like seriously? Did she have vice grips for hands? Or were they clamps with skin on them. In fact they hurt more than the freaking tattoo.

Even so he still held on. Even going as far as saying, "Come on I know you can grip harder than that!" Though as he said that he felt himself losing feeling in his hand. Oh why did he let her talk him into this.

While no one was looking Leo decided to take a few naked butt shots of Ella. These wouldn't be as easy to explain to Fen. More than likely Leo would say they were on some site... Either way, that didn't matter much after picking up some of the special stuff for his tat, he and Ella would on be their way out. Once they got outside he noticed that it was beginning to rain.

"Well, considering I came on bike, and you're piss drunk I don't think it would be smart to drive." he started. "I think it would best if we found a hotel somewhere."

Leo wasn't completely sure of what he was saying but he knew one thing. There wasn't going to be a party he could get into while soaking wet. Especially if he wasn't invited, also who brings a drunk girl to another party when she is the only one with a license. If she agreed, he had a place in mind. It would at least be free, and who doesn't love free?

Leo looked over at Ella. "Yeah right, Drunkie-locks. Lets get going." Leo would then start walking her towards one of the shady hotels in the ghetto. Leo looked at it and sighed. He really didn't want to go with this one but after the drinks, Leo's pockets were a little empty. So he brought Ella to his cousin's motel. At the check-in desk there was a lady around 4 years older than Leo reading a magazine.

"Yo Trish! You got two rooms?"

Trish looked over at Leo and looked him and the girl he was carrying up and down. "Leo, Sweety you getting cuter everyday! Sorry but we only have one room. But you can keep me some company tonight while your little friend heads to bed?"

Leo sighed. Same ol' Trish, she was his cousin's best friend at least that was what he told the family. So Leo wasn't surprised to see her there. Unfortunately she looked like your standard trailer trash so Leo wasn't to keen on spending the night with her. He looked over at Ella, the gentlemanly thing to do would be to put her in a room and fend off the she-beast himself.... #%!$ being Gentleman.

"Just give us the room." he said. He'd just figure the arrangement out once they got to the room.

Leo watched as she went towards the bathroom. She told him not to peek but to be honest he was tempted. He had to find something to keep his mind off of the fact there was a naked girl in his hotel room. Looking on the night stand he saw a book... It looked like a bible. No, it couldn't be a bible. Leo's cousin hated religion. In fact he's burned more bibles than he has read, there was only one book that his cousin followed. It was the bro code.

Leo opened the book and found one of the pages had been bookmarked. Bro Code rule #28. A Bro shall not sleep with his bro's ex. Leo looked at the page and sighed. He couldn't do it. He couldn't just go in and completely violate the bro code. How would his other bros look at him if he did it, especially Fen. That's when he heard Ella ask about the shower robes that was when he decided to take a peek. Ok, #%!$ Fen... no wait! "There should be some towels." he said turning his attention back to the book. Getting up from the bed he knew what he had to do. It would hurt his popularity if this got out. He hated to admit it but Fen got him beat in the likability corner continuing would literally be social suicide. Leo forgot his ultimate goal. Sleeping with Ella would put him on the same level as everyone else... Leo couldn't have that. He worked to long and to hard to go back to being a nobody. He would yell out to Ella. "I'll be back in a minute." As he closed the book and threw it back on the bed. He then pulled his phone from his pocket. If there was one thing Leo cared more about than getting laid it was his popularity.

He came back to the room soaking wet and a bit of shame trailing behind him. He hoped that Ella had gotten out of the shower so Leo could go shower and get her a cab and get her the hell away from him. Also he would have to get his goons to work silencing anyone from school that saw him.

Leo looked over at her with a blank stare and said, "You can sleep on the bed. I'll be taking a shower." He quickly ran to the bathroom and began to shower. His brain going over the the night as the cold water help him figure out a plan. He couldn't exactly call a cab due to the fact he had no money and felt she was too buzzed to tell him where she lived. He couldn't stay here, he could only last for so long.

That left one option.

It was time to take one for the team. Deep inside Leo really wanted to kill Fen. Why did he have to be more popular than him... why? So once his shower was done. He would come out in the same wet pair of jeans, shirtless, and going commando underneath. He smiled at Ella.

"Great news apparently there was another room that opened up. So you can take the room all to yourself." he said. "I'll probably be in the room upstairs."

Leo neglected to mention it was Trish's room but that wasn't important. As he began to make his way toward the door in a wet pair of jeans. He really didn't wan to go up there but sometimes a man's gotta fight a she-beast with nothing but a stick and a few super powers.... or face social suicide.